Plan of Action

Ryker quickly rose to his feet, body groaning with weariness and a dull ache, begging for him to rest. But he ignored his body’s protest, placing himself in front of Raquel and getting into a battle stance, sword raised up in defense.

The rustling got louder with a faint glow in the distance that Ryker couldn’t make out. He wasn’t sure what was out there, but if it was a monster, it was likely a weak one.

Or some kind of wild beast with all the noise it was making. High level monsters wouldn’t make this much noise, especially when they were hunting.

Still, Ryker kept his guard up.

Whatever was out there could still be dangerous and he didn’t have his mana to help him. He’d have to rely solely on his swordsmanship skills. They were a little rusty, but he hoped they’d be enough.

Soon shadowy figures appeared a few meters away from the makeshift campsite, making Ryker go stiff. He didn’t like the idea of fighting multiple opponents at once.